"A painter paints pictures on canvas. But musicians paint their pictures on silence. "

- Leopold Stokowski

Hailey POV

"I'm serious, I think they traumatized Liam, he rang me from the men's restroom and told me to come to save him, when I show up with security I find Liam barricading himself in a bathroom stall." He laughs out.

I cover my mouth. "Oh my god, I feel so bad for laughing."

Asher gives me a look 'seriously' and I laugh. "Oh come on! He didn't know, he was just being nice." I state with a grin as I shove him playfully.

He laughs and shrugs, we're both sat outside with a glass of wine and talking about his time on tour and the funny stories about the crazy fans they have so far encountered.

Asher's phone rings and he goes into his back pocket and frowns when he sees who it is, he cancels the call and turns to me with a smile on his face.

"You don't want to answer it?" I ask. "I could give you privacy."

He comes closer and pulls me to him then kisses me on the forehead. "Nope, you stay right here." He wraps his arm around me. "It's just my manager, she knows not to contact me on breaks." He says, a hint of annoyance in his tone.

I hum. "Are you sure?" I ask.

Before he could open his mouth, his phone rings again and he sighs out, picking up his phone, and answers the call with a scowl on his face.

"Yes?"

I can hear some of what she is saying but I decide to not pry into his conversation as I move his arm from my shoulder and stand up to stretch, I feel Asher's eyes on me as I walk over to the entrance to the kitchen for a bottle of water.

I lean against the kitchen table and stare out at the ocean, it's so peaceful here, it's only been my first day here and I never want to leave, this island has everything you could need to live here for a couple of months, it's crazy.

I can see Asher grip his hair with a furious look on his face as he talks fast into his phone, when he turns towards me and sees me looking at him, his face softens and he smiles at me, he says something into his phone and then ends the call.

I wonder what that was all about? I hate prying into people's phone calls, especially if it's serious, it's just not my place to be nosy in someone else's personal life.

He's walking towards me with a defeated smile and I know it wasn't good news.

"Sorry about that." He says with a sigh, bringing me into him. "I have to leave tomorrow." He groans out, resting his head on my shoulder.

I rub his back and smile sadly. "Hey, it's alright.. it must be important, we will see each other another time." I say confidently even though I feel anything but, considering how famous and busy he is.

I might not see him for months, we live in two different worlds after all.

He leans back and I see how annoyed and upset he is. "It's not alright, it's bullshit Hailey." He lets go of me rubs his face. "I'm so sorry, fuck, I'm so pissed off right now, I think she's doing this on purpose." He mumbles out and I look at him confused.

"Who, your manager?" I ask.

He looks at me and I can see the war going on inside his head right now, lost in thought. "What do you mean?"

Asher tenses and leans against the kitchen side. "I made a mistake Hailey." He says tensely as he looks at me.

"I'm more confused now Asher."

He looks at me guiltily and I have seen that face before, with Austin, when I caught him cheating on me with my best friend. "You slept with her didn't you?" I say calmly and he swallows hard stepping forward to me.

He puts his arms on either side of me, on the counter. "It was once, and I regret it." He says with a pained expression. "I pushed back my appointments until next week but she didn't change shit, she knew I would be here with you."

I blink up at him and I want to laugh, instead, I push him away from me and sigh out. "So what, you slept with her and never called, is that it?" I pause. "When was this?" I ask slowly.

"A week ago."

A week ago... when we started talking again.

It shouldn't hurt me but it does, it feels like a slap to the face but I have no reason to be mad at Asher, we aren't dating, hell.. we aren't anything.. I don't even know what we are, so then why does this hurt so much?

"Hailey look at me." He holds onto my hand and turns me to him. "I didn't think I'd hear from you again, it sounds fucking stupid now but when I slept with her I was hurting, fuck- I wished she was you, it was just sex and she knew that." He says, reassuring me, his eyes serious.

I swallow back the lump in my throat and nod my head. "Was this." I hint to us. "Just sex for you?"

He grimaces at what I say and shakes his head with a frown. "No, fuck no- shit Hailey, I've never given my number out to a girl before, I've never brought anyone here before, you're not just 'some girl' to me, not anymore."

"What am I to you then?" I blurt out.

He searches my eyes for something then smiles. "I want to be your boyfriend, to show you exactly what you are to me every single day." He sighs out with a laugh. "I was going to ask this over dinner with candles... but Hailey I don't want this to be just sex, I want more."

"I fancy the shit out of you Hailey, I'm completely smitten, sex isn't enough for me, I want all of you." He says, raising my head to look at him with his thumb under my chin. "I like you, Hailey Quinn, will you be my girlfriend?" He asks and my stomach goes into knots at how serious he is.

Girlfriend... Asher wants to be my boyfriend...

I furrow my eyebrows confused. "B-But.. you live in London.. i-i..."

He puts both of his hands on either side of my cheeks, he leans down, and kisses me softly on the lips. "I can work anywhere in the world Hailey, I can move." He says smiling down at me and I have even more questions.

My head is spinning. "Why?" I ask dumbly, completely dumbfounded.

"Why.." He laughs, leaning his forehead against mine with a grin on his lips. "What can I do to convince you just how much I want this Hailey?" He asks seriously and I frown.

"I don't know, I-I." I babble out and he kisses me on the lips again.

"Stop overthinking why I like you, Hailey, trust my words when I say I want this, I want you, now tell me what you want." He stares into my eyes and I swallow hard.

What do I want? I want... I want Asher, but I'm terrified.

Asher's life is in the public eye, I don't know if I can do this again, with Austin it was bad because every girl at University wanted to be with him, I got hateful glares and heard gossip on a daily basis from just being with him, but Asher is on another level completely.

"I..." I take a deep breath. "I want the same, I like you, Asher.." He smiles. "But... how will this work? We will never be alone.. people know who you are, I'm a nobody Asher, people will always judge me for being with you." I say painfully, swallowing down my nervousness.

He raises my head to look at him. "I will be with you at every step Hailey, so is this a yes?" He grins out at me as I roll my eyes, a small smile on my lips.

Asher lifts me up and sits me on the counter and comes forward, he leans in and kisses me on the forehead. "It's just us baby." He says and I can't help but laugh.

I'm crazy, I must be, otherwise, why would I say the words that come out of my mouth next.

"Ok, I'll be your girlfriend.." I say slowly, watching as Ashers face lights up with the biggest smirk I've seen. "I must be crazy." I mutter to myself then giggle when Asher wraps his muscled arms around me and hugs me.

Asher lifts me up and wraps my legs around his waist as he holds me and starts walking out of the kitchen, I look at him confused. "Wha- What are you doing?" I ask, holding onto him as he nuzzles his face into my chest.

He looks up to me and his eyes are hooded, the air turns thick the moment he opens his bedroom door with his foot, a smile playing on his lips as he walks me towards his bed.

Dropping me onto his bed he crawls on top of me and pins me down with his hands on either side of my head. "If you're crazy, I'm a lunatic, because I can't hold back anymore Hailey." He says huskily, making my stomach flutter.

He leans back and pulls his top from over his head and drops it onto the bedroom floor somewhere, his eyes drink me up hungrily as I stare up at him, like a lamb staring at a wolf, he leans in and my eyes zero in on his muscles, flexing as he moves, I'm hypnotized by how perfectly sculptured he is, how strong and dominant he is when he touches me, he is in complete control and he knows it.

My body responds to him when he leaves feathered kisses down my breasts and I'm already out of breath from how turned on I am right now.

Holy shit, what did I just get myself into?